(⚠️🛑Author's Note: PLEASE READ THE NOTE AT THE END!! ALSO... DID YALL MISS ME??⚠️🛑)
Grayson's POV:
I've been talking to this girl for a while, y/n. We've been close friends for some months, but lately, I've been wanting to do "more than friends" things with her. So I've dropped hints this past week, and I know she's into it; she just tries to hide it.
On my way to my last class, I send her a message.
Me: Have you thought about it?
Y/n: About?
Me: Don't act like you don't remember.
Y/n: Oh... yeah that. I don't know. Gray.
Me: Scared?
I see Y/n walk in the class and take a seat. She pulls her phone out and smiles. She chuckles and continues to respond.
Y/n: Oh, honey. What is there to be scared of, exactly?
Me: Alright... keep talking like that, babygirl.
I look over at her, and her cheeks were crimson red.
Y/n: Like what?
Me: Like if you're totally clueless about what I'm able to do.
Y/n: I mean...
"Mr. Dolan, do I need to take that phone away?" My English teacher asks. I see y/n look at me. I smirk.
"Uh, no. It's not necessary". I tell my teacher. She turns and continues her lesson. I look down at my phone.
Me: You're still coming over, right?
Y/n: that was the plan right? We were gonna watch a movie together.
Me: Uh huh. Sure.
Y/n: Stop, Grayson Bailey Dolan
Me: You're not going to want me to.
* * *
I wait at my house, cleaning the mess my family left before they went to a banquet. I plop myself on my couch until a few seconds later, y/n knocks on my door.
"Hey. Come on in". I smile. She changed into a red oversized t-shirt, black track shorts, and flip-flops.
"I bought some chips and gummy bears". She says and walks in. We go to my couch and sit down.
"What do you wanna watch?" I ask her. She stares at the TV for a bit and then looks at me.
"Whatever you want. I'm not picky". She says and opens her bag of chips. I choose a movie, and we start to get comfortable. She rests her head on my shoulder as the movie began.
"Kinda annoyed at the fact that Ms. H didn't tell you anything about messaging me in class".
"Well, you had your phone on your damn desk. Be smart like me. I would hide it on my lap or in between my thighs". She says. I pull her legs onto my lap, and I run my hand over her cold skin.
"I think it would have been better if I was the one in between your legs". I give them a small squeeze. Her eyes were fixated on the TV.
"Hmm?" She says and turns to me.
"You heard me, y/n". I look at her. Her chest starts to heave a bit, and the flesh of her legs became bumpy. She had a fearful look in her eyes.
"Y/n, we both want each other. Can we just drop the act?" I ask her. I wrap my arm around her back and hoist her onto my lap. Her fingertips rest on my chin, and her eyes go to my mouth. I beat her to it, and I smash my lips onto her. I use my arm to hold her still and pull her closer to me. I part my mouth and slide my tongue between her plump lips. She returns the gesture, gliding her tongue over mine.
I feel her arm slither under my arm, and she grasps the backrest of the couch and adjusts her legs. They slide to the sides of my legs. She continues the kiss and I rest my hands on her hips and then inch their way to her bottom. Her breaths hitched as we continued to make out. Her chest lounges onto mine and her hips began rocking, gliding softly over my lap and hitting my lower stomach. My hands go back to her hips and I hold them still, roughly.
